Children’s fantasy / fairy tale (morally based) This is just the start there is more to come.
Once upon a time there lived kings, queens, dragons and fairies. There also lived a little girl who was none of these, but so desperately longed to be. Of course every little girl wants to be a princess, but this little girl wanted to be a fairy princess. She would have had a much easier time becoming a normal princess as she just needed a prince, but no this young child knew that her destiny was to be a real fairy princess. It did not matter that she was not of fairy decent or that she was quite tall in stature, these were just minor set backs for our determined dreamer.
“I want to be a fairy princess and I’M GOING TO BE A FAIRY PRINCESS!” she frequently ranted in her mother’s home (which was really more of a hobble).
“Calm down dear one,” her mother would say ever so calmly,”if your meant to be a fairy princess then you will be a fairy princess, but the way you rant and rave is not very becoming of a fairy princess or any princess for that matter. I do love you child, but I wish you could be happy with being you.”
“but I am not a fairy princess and I want to be a FAIRY PRINCESS!!!” the little girl stomped out of the hobble and into the wood where she was sure she would find a way to make her dream come true.
As soon as she was far enough from her home that her mother could no longer hear her the little girl let out a great sob of what she felt to be despair.
“Won’t any of you fairies help me? I know you’re there. I see you dancing at night among your fairy rings and through the gardens. All night I see you fluttering about with out a care in the world and with flowers and trees to live in instead of a stupid hobble that drips cold rain drops on your head when you sleep. Oh, please fairies help me to be one of you; please?”
“I well help you,” said a shy sweet voice with no appearance from the owner.
“Where are you fairy? Show yourself if you will help me.” she demanded with a touch of fear in her voice.
“Look above and not below and you shall see what I shall show,”
So, the little girl looked above herself and saw the most beautiful tree sprite she could have imagined fluttering on a large evergreen branch almost blending in completely. She was a deep dark green with shimmering black hair and her wings were such a gossamer they seemed to mimic the branches around her.
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